OOC

So I just have to stop and write this because someone I love a lot is turning another year older today.

The current RP loves of my Sam's life (as well as his brother which makes it awkward at times), iluvroadrunner6.

Most people know that I picked up Sam as an adoption for a game in which I only played mini_dean in. I was only going to play Sam until someone else took him off my hands. Then, I bounced him off Em.

I think it's the interaction between Sam and her Dean that actually got his voice in my head, and made me stick around. And then it kinda exploded which I also blame on her.

She's the one who keeps me reaching for newer heights with Sam, as well as Ben, and encourages me to try new things. We pull each other along on crazy AU worlds, and have looked deeper into characters that we've taken into our hearts.

Sam wouldn't be nearly as good as I try to make him without the support from Em, and I wouldn't be nearly as good of a writer in this verse without her at my side as a co-writer and friend.

Thank you Em, and have a wonderful birthday.

For you - pick whatever verse, pairing, etc, and you get a fic just for you.

*hugs*

15_song_titles: A Sorta Fairytale

ooc: Birthday Fic for enjoythe_ride


"Shhhhh, don't wake her up..."

"Be careful Mikey..."

"Can I kiss her 'wake like a pwince?"

"No, stupid. That's Dad's job."

So much for the silent approach. Sam watched as Bela's eyes opened from the spot in the bed he had left her earlier that morning. Caught in the doorway, Michael held a tray of food while Sam held onto the youngest Talbot child that waved a crayon picture in the air. "Mommy's 'wake!" Sophia shouted, and realizing it was useless, Sam put her down.

The three year old was in the bed instantly, arms around Bela's neck as she kissed her cheek. "Happy Birthday Mommy! Look, I made you a pwincess and daddy is a pwince and I'm a fairwy and Michael's a big ugly fwog!"

"Hey, I'm not a frog!"

Sam moved quickly, grabbing the tray from his son as Michael jumped onto the bed and chased after his sister. He sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to give her a quick kiss, and then put the tray on her lap. "Happy Birthday," he said.

"Thank you. For everything." She looked at the kids wrestling on the edge of the bed, then at the tray. Sam had taken care to make everything that she liked, the kids eating while he had cooked. Michael had helped him with the tray, and ran outside to pick a few flowers for the vase on the edge by her cup of coffee.

"Well, there's one last thing." He shifted a bit, pulling out a small package from his pocket and then held it out to her. "For you."

"You shouldn't have," she grinned though as she took the box, pulling the ribbon off and opening the box. Inside was a diamond ring - a small stone set in an antique band. There were two smaller colored gemstones on either end. She looked up at him in shock. "Sam?"

"Well, I was thinking the other day about how in all of this, the one thing I never got to give you was an actually engagement ring. Since well... you know." He smiled a bit. "I figured it was about time, and they had a setting which let me put in side stones." He pointed at them. "That one is Michael's birthstone, and this here is Sophia's."

Bela bit on her bottom lip, doing her best not to tear up as Sam took the ring out and slid it onto her finger. It matched the band set that they had picked out a few years ago when the Vegas rings started to tarnish. Sam then kissed her hand before letting it go.

"Thank you," she said softly, looking at the ring on her hand, then reaching over for Sam to give her another kiss. They did so until the Sophia's giggling separated them. Michael had his hands over his eyes and Sophia was smiling.

"Gross."

"It's pwetty!"

Sam looked over at the kids and shook his head. "Ok you two, Uncle Dean is going to be here in twenty minutes. You both need to go get dressed."

With excited shouts, the two kids crawled over to hug Bela and kiss her cheek before running for their rooms. Sam got up, fixing the tray so it was sitting better on Bela's lap. "Dean's going to take the kids to the zoo for a few hours. He says that the best gift he can give you is just to stay out of your hair for the day, and he's willing to give you a few hours of peace in the process."

"That's really generous of him," Bela laughed, sipping her coffee. "What about you, Prince Charming?"

"Well, I need to clean up the mess in the kitchen, then after that, I'm all yours."

Bela smiled around the rim of her cup as she watched Sam leave to start cleaning up, thinking just of all the things she and Sam could do to celebrate her birthday while the kids were away. This was looking to be a wonderful day after all.

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